Darling! Darling! Tap tap tap! Her casement window rapped. On the other side — in the blackest of nights — a rakish, ruby-eyed chap. The demon king extends his hand to his lover behind the glass. I’ve come to whisk you away. Together, we shall lord over my domain. I promise vitality. I promise eternity. And of course — my ever lasting love. If only you take my hand. And with joyous alacrity, she accepted, and was never seen again.
Rachel's Floetry 
you write really cool stuff! I like how you handle perspective and really set the reader in the scene. kudos to you!
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Thanks! I’m glad you like my work. 🙂
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I’m glad you wrote and shared your work! 😄
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